Silent Love

Prologue:

Hyoga wanted to visit his mother after the battle against Poseidon, it had been far too long since the last time he saw her. But Saori (Sienna/Athena) wouldn't let him go alone, she was worried about surprise attacks, which are an occupational hazard when you're a Saint. So she asked the others if one of them would go with him. Surprisingly Ikki offered first, but he already had a mission, so Shun offered...

Location: Siberia

Shun was gazing at Hyoga, he seemed almost mesmerised by him; his soft blonde hair, his beautiful icy-blue eyes, even the way he sat...

Hyoga was sitting on the sofa; his elbows on his knees staring at the ground, lost in thought, his brow slightly furrowed with a confused but concentrated look on his face.

Shun sat on the sofa opposite him with his legs up, his knees under his chin and a blanket wrapped around him. The fire had not been enough to keep him warm, so Hyoga had found this blanket for him. He knew that the cold wouldn't affect Hyoga for obvious reasons, but he was still worried that he wasn't warm enough...

"Uh...you're not cold are you?" he asked still gazing at the ice warrior.

"Huh?" he shook his head slightly, looking up as though he had just been woken from a deep sleep, squinting slightly "No..." he said shaking his head and looking back down at the floor.

"You don't look so good." Shun said, sounding a little concerned. Maybe he was getting cold sitting there, he bit his lip, but tried not to look too worried.

"I'm fine," he said still looking at the floor.

Shun knew he had a lot to think about, none of the saints ever seemed to have any time to do that, every time they thought the fight had come to an end it would lead to another one.

Maybe he was thinking about his masters Crystal And Camus, who he had killed for Athena. The only father figures he had and he had killed both of them. He knew that Hyoga felt guilty about this, but it wasn't his fault; Crystal had been hypnotised by the Kyoko (Pope) and Hyoga was forced to kill or be killed. Camus thought that he had been fighting the good fight, he didn't want to kill Hyoga; he wanted to preserve him in ice so that he could later be revived to a less harmful world; (something like that) he didn't think that Hyoga was capable of winning when he couldn't stop thinking about his mother, he regarded it as his greatest weakness... and it was and always will be...

So no wonder these past months had been such a strain on him.

"Really?" Shun wasn't convinced.

"I'm just tired," he said, his head in his hands.

"Then maybe you should call it a night,"

"Nah...I just want to sit down here for a while," he said, closing his eyes and leaning back on the sofa.

"Ok," Shun decided he couldn't force Hyoga to go to bed, so he would stay with him until he did.

They just sat there for a long time, Shun didn't mind the fact that they weren't talking; just being in the same room as Hyoga was enough for him, he couldn't help it he really liked being around him.

He was still watching him; they had been sitting there for about an hour, Shun had been looking at him all that time.

Hyoga was still leaning back against the sofa with his eyes closed, Shun realised that his breathing had changed a while ago.

Maybe he's asleep, he thought hopefully. He got up and walked over to him, with the blanket still wrapped around him.

"Hyoga?" he whispered

"Huh...?" Hyoga stirred half asleep.

"Ssshhh, nothing, go back to sleep," he said, still whispering.

Hyoga turned over resting his head on the arm of the sofa.

Shun went to get another blanket, when he came back he wrapped the blanket around Hyoga, pulling it up to cover his shoulders. He paused and then stroked his hair and ran the back of his hand across his cheek, but then pulled away quickly; not wanting to wake the sleeping saint. He smiled, then walked back to his own sofa and curled up on the end with his head on the arm; this way the last thing he saw before he went to sleep was Hyoga...